Hola. Welcome. And so it starts again – the tripping, travelling part. I’ve realised that my mother is mostly right. And her advice should be heeded. Especially when starting on an adventure. Otherwise you’re in the (forewarned) rain, without the (advised) rain jacket or you look at starting a blog a year and a half after said travels have started with most of your (tasting)notes and photos in a box, on a different continent. Hence, the blog, albeit a bit late. I will not insult your intelligence by explaining the origin and meaning of the name. It's obvious. I’m currently procrastinating in Priorat, Cataluña. ‘Tis spring, it’s a good troosprys after African awesomeness. But, as I once wrote to a very billik friend of mine, let's not talk about the weather. Weather talk is mostly reserved for awkward or very polite conversations. Of which this one is hopefully neither.
the mad hat wine and tea party has arrived
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